Legend of the Great Sage

ll, they were like mortals trapped in the same cage as a vicious tiger.
They experienced a sensation of fear, a sensation they had not experienced in a very long time.
This was the threat of death!

“Qingshan, you- No wonder! No wonder!”

The Unraging monk gazed at the scarlet-haired, scarlet-eyed figure, and his smile suddenly became very wry.
Just like that, everything illogical about Li Qingshan could be explained, but it was the last explanation he could ever want.

“Master, I hope you don’t regret taking me on as your disciple.
Whether I’m a Demon King or a Daemon King, I am still me!” Li Qingshan pressed against his chest and said sincerely.

“Is there any point in saying all that now?” The Unraging monk let out a deep sigh. Damned disciple, oh damned disciple! Even if I believe you, what about the others? Perhaps you don’t need anyone else to believe in you anymore.

“Li Qingshan!” The Fierce King of Chu was overcome with fury, launching a palm strike towards Li Qingshan with as much force as he could.

At that moment, the surroundings began to twist and collapse.
The great cultivators only experienced the side-effects of his strike, but they all felt like they had lost their footing.

All Li Qingshan felt was the world around him overturning and distorting.
The buddha statue and murals in the surroundings became bizarre in appearance; it was as if they were mocking him, as if they were lamenting, as if they were sneering.

He thought, He truly is the lord of the Green province! The power behind that strike is definitely no less than the Dragon King of Ink Sea’s.
However, that’s all there is!

His eyes flashed, seeing through the bizarre landscape.
He struck back with a palm strike.

Bang!

The two palms collided, and the twisted world recovered.

The Fierce King of Chu was filled with shock and fury, staring at Li Qingshan in disbelief.
The power behind his strike was enough to even crumble a mountain, yet Li Qingshan did not budge at all.
He was like a mountain forged from metal, completely immovable.
Instead, a great force well beyond what the Fierce King of Chu could withstand flowed over, together with a strange power of tremors.

When it came to struggles of physical strength, Li Qingshan had never lost to anyone before, not even the Dragon King of Ink Sea.

“Your majesty the King of Chu, your woman was far too noisy, and her mouth was as foul as it could get.
I have no idea how you put up with her, but I can’t.” Li Qingshan shrugged.
“Sorry, Xiao An.
I messed up your plan.” Then he smiled at Ji Xuanri.
“You too!”

“Die!”

Ji Xuanri let out a furious roar and drew the Spirit Destroying sword, about to avenge the Light Queen.
However, right when he took a step, the tip of a white sword poked out from his chest.
The three protective arcane treasures on him did not serve any purpose at all.
He had not even sensed anything beforehand.

He turned around and ground his teeth.
“Ji, Xuan, Yue!”

“That’s fine.
As long as you’re happy,” said Xiao An.
Her sneak attack was even more fatal than Li Qingshan’s forceful strike.

“I’m afraid you won’t be happy.
This guy must be your elder brother!” Li Qingshan said.

“That’s fine.
I’ve always hated him since I was young, basically wishing he would die!” Xiao An drew out the Buddha Slaying sword.

Ji Xuanri collapsed on the ground and felt the sensation of death creep up on him.
He widened his eyes, which were filled with confusion and fear. What’s going on? I was just stabbed.
I don’t want to die… 

The Samādhi Flames of White Bone erupted from his wounds, swallowing him immediately.
In the moment before death, he suddenly understood what Hua Chengzan meant, Not everything might go as you planned

“Xuanri!” The Fierce King of Chu was utterly enraged.
That was the successor he had placed all his hopes on.

“One Will!”

The four Monk Kings all changed drastically in expression.
Their shock was even greater than when Li Qingshan killed the Light Queen.
Her ghastly, eerie methods did not seem like they belonged to a buddhist cultivation method at all.
Instead, they were filled with a sense of blasphemy, even more than demonfolk.

“Apologies, father, as well as the masters.
I’m neither Xuanyue or One Will, but Xiao An.”

 ps： 呼，这一段真是很难写，不过写的很痛快，今天还得写两更啊！求月票，求订阅，求推荐，求陪我战斗下去！